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Rush – The Trees Lyrics 6 years ago
This seems to be an attempt to justify extreme wealth disparity by insinuating that insisting that everyone be treated fairly will lead to "hatchets, axes and saws" being employed to ensure that fairness. The songwriters are relying on our negative connotations with those things and our innate desire not to have them used on us to prompt us to agree that "forming unions" and other attempts at ensuring fair treatment are actually bad. But of course, if you think of the maples as the poor, the oaks as the rich, and sunlight as money or medical care or education, then it seems much less unreasonable to think that the maples might rise up and demand together that they not have to die just so the oaks can have thousands of times more than they need to survive.

This echoes themes found in Ayn Rand, that nobody has the right to demand anything of anyone else. But there's a reason that no experts in philosophy take Rand seriously; we all depend on each other in societies, and we have responsibilities and duties towards each other.

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Lupe Fiasco – Shining Down Lyrics 16 years ago
"Now if we autotune that shit
We can hear the songs from that opera groomed fat bitch"


He's saying that if he, Lupe Fiasco, started using auto-tune, the death of hip-hop would be nigh. It ain't over till the fat lady sings, but when she does...

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Lupe Fiasco – And He Gets the Girl Lyrics 16 years ago
buckko, it's for posts like yours that this site exists. brilliant analysis; thank you for opening up an avenue into lupe's mind.

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Lupe Fiasco – Failure Lyrics 17 years ago
"This is saran wrap and aluminum foil
Some potpourri, a little machine oil
I stack my paper and throw off my cents/scents/sense"

I think there's triple wordplay here. He throws off the *scents* of the drugs by mixing in other pungent aromas. He throws off his *cents* because he's stacking his paper (bills) so high that it's not even worth keeping the change; he just throws it away. But the more paper he stacks, the more he changes and becomes obsessed with money, which throws off his *sense* - money makes you crazy.

I think this might be the most brilliant couple of lines in Lupe's music.

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